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Dominique Laporte

Born

in Tours, France

December 14, 1949

Died

November 07, 1984

Genre

Psychology, Philosophy, Poetry

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Dominique Gilbert Laporte was a French writer and psychoanalyst, author of the book Histoire de la merde ("History of Shit").
In 1981 he received his doctorate in psychoanalysis from the University of Paris VIII, where he also taught in the department of psychoanalysis.
He wrote numerous articles on psychoanalysis, theology and art published in Le discours psychanalytique, Art press. and many other magazines. He worked frequently in the psychoanalytic journal Ornicar?.
Along with writing his own works, poems and essays, he was the editor of the French edition of the study by John G. Bourke “English Scatalogic Rites of All Nations: A Dissertation upon the Employment of Excrementicious Remedial Agents in Religion, Therapeutics, Divination, Witch ...more

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Average rating: 3.5 · 323 ratings · 53 reviews · 8 distinct works • Similar authors

	History of Shit by Dominique Laporte, Nadia Benabid (Translator), Rodolphe El-Khoury (Translator, introduction) 3.49 avg rating — 321 ratings — published 1978 — 24 editions	Error rating book. Refresh and try again. Rate this book Clear rating 1 of 5 stars 2 of 5 stars 3 of 5 stars 4 of 5 stars 5 of 5 stars
	Les rites scatologiques by John G. Bourke, Dominique Laporte (Editor), Sigmund Freud (Preface) 3.83 avg rating — 18 ratings — published 1891 — 48 editions	Error rating book. Refresh and try again. Rate this book Clear rating 1 of 5 stars 2 of 5 stars 3 of 5 stars 4 of 5 stars 5 of 5 stars
	Christo by Dominique Laporte, Abby Pollak (Translator) really liked it 4.00 avg rating — 2 ratings — published 1985 — 7 editions	Error rating book. Refresh and try again. Rate this book Clear rating 1 of 5 stars 2 of 5 stars 3 of 5 stars 4 of 5 stars 5 of 5 stars
	L'étron de la nuit 0.00 avg rating — 0 ratings — published 1978	Error rating book. Refresh and try again. Rate this book Clear rating 1 of 5 stars 2 of 5 stars 3 of 5 stars 4 of 5 stars 5 of 5 stars
	L'Enfance de Flaubert by Dominique Laporte, Bracaval (Illustrator), Hélène B. (Illustrator) 0.00 avg rating — 0 ratings — published 1981	Error rating book. Refresh and try again. Rate this book Clear rating 1 of 5 stars 2 of 5 stars 3 of 5 stars 4 of 5 stars 5 of 5 stars
	Laure ou la Prosopopée du Ciel 0.00 avg rating — 0 ratings — published 1982	Error rating book. Refresh and try again. Rate this book Clear rating 1 of 5 stars 2 of 5 stars 3 of 5 stars 4 of 5 stars 5 of 5 stars
	Le deuil la nuit 0.00 avg rating — 0 ratings — published 2014	Error rating book. Refresh and try again. Rate this book Clear rating 1 of 5 stars 2 of 5 stars 3 of 5 stars 4 of 5 stars 5 of 5 stars
	Le français national : politique et pratiques de la langue nationale sous la Révolution française by Renée Balibar, Dominique Laporte 0.00 avg rating — 0 ratings — published 1974	Error rating book. Refresh and try again. Rate this book Clear rating 1 of 5 stars 2 of 5 stars 3 of 5 stars 4 of 5 stars 5 of 5 stars

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“This little pile of shit, heaped here before my door, is mine, and I challenge any to malign its form. This little heap is my thing, my badge, a tangible sign of that which distinguishes me from, or likens me to, my neighbor. It is also what distinguishes him from me. His heap will never be mine. Whether he be friend or foe, this alone will allow me to recognize if we are alike: neat, clean, negligent, disgusting, or obviously rotten.”
― Dominique Laporte

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“To the black man, the white man looks and smells like a corpse. To the white man, the black man has the color and odor of shit. Their mutual hatred is based on a reciprocal recognition: the white man hates the black man for exposing that masked and hidden part of himself. The black man hates the white man's need to pull himself up from the earth. The black man sees in the white man's need the blind arrogance of one who thinks himself immortal. But he who brings civilization cannot help but feel immortal. This is why he smells like a corpse: he is constituted by the return of the repressed "remnant of earth," which clings to him as much as to any man.”
― Dominique Laporte

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